That’s standard British and Irish fare. Insulates the bread, you see. Many many sandwiches have butter in them. Anyway, what are you talking about? You guys have jam* sandwiches with peanut butter in them.
- Yeah I know it’s called jelly. Yadda yadda.
The cajun spices combined with horseradish shoulda tipped you off. :o
This sounds like confirmation of the ancient good advice “Never eat at a place called Mom’s, and never play cards with a man named Doc.”
When I make toast, I put both butter and jam on it; I see no reason why the combination would be acceptable thus, but abhorrent in a sammich.
Next you’re going to tell us you’re shocked you got sick eating sushi some guy was selling out of his trunk 
Packaged sandwiches are the devil’s work.
My dinner tonight was a jam ‘n’ butter sammich and I can honestly say it was yummy to my mostly American taste buds. Homemade bread and golden raspberry jam-- nothing orangey in sight!
Funniest thing I’ve read in ages- I have tears rolling down my cheeks over it , in fact.
This reminds me of the scene in Vacation “I’m so hungry I could eat a sandwich from a gas station!”
And you people wonder why British cuisine has such a bad reputation. I’ll take my sandwich without the insulation, if you please. I’m not terribly worried about getting an electric shock from my turkey breast.
Incidentally, my story about stopping in a London deli and getting a turkey-cheddar-butter sandwich always tops my friends’ other stories about culinary misadventures in the UK. Even the Burger King I ate at was sub-standard, and I didn’t think Burger King had standards that you could fail to meet. Thank God you people colonized India, else there’s be nothing edible in the entire country.
Duct tape your Sandwich-From-Hell to a brick, & “return” it tp Momma at, say, 3AM. If they don’t have a specifically-marked “Sandwich Return Slot”, consider throwing it through the window. If the window is closed, so much the better.
I should clarify certain points about the important and fascinating subject of my crappy sandwich:
- There’s a company called FreshWays that provides some Dublin gas stations with sandwiches, and they’re consistently rather nice, hence my error in purchasing one derived from that skanky ho Momma.
- cuauhtemoc, I should have said that I presumed the orangey stuff scraped on the butter to be mayo and horseradish, coloured orange with cajun spices.
- Bosda, Momma hides behind a post box number - presumably to avoid dozens of brick-assisted sandwich returns.
I gotta agree with Zette; that probably was one of the best and funniest rants I’ve seen here in a long time. Man, what a horrible lunchtime experience for you. You really captured the gag-alicious delightfulness of it all, you really did…! :eek: